The warning sound of the accompanying detection system caused a commotion, and the members of the inspectorate with guns were approaching quickly, and Yan Junxun was no longer in the mood to continue smoking. He pinched the cigarette, but there was no trash can beside the escort car, so he could only put it back in his pocket, and asked: "Is the serial number 01AE86 normal in the handover task?"
Profilers rarely spoke to members of the inspectorate, which flattered the members who were asked. Holding the gun, he first nodded and said hello to the profiler, and then replied: "It's normal, and there was no conflict with us. But Commissioner Guangtong said that he is good at disguise, and it is best to guard it carefully before arriving at the separation area, and not take it lightly. ."
Yan Junxun nodded, indicating that he knew. There is no emotion in his profile, and he seems to be wandering.
Legend has it that the profiler was all focused on the case and would bluntly refuse social invitations, so he had no friends in the Inspectorate, and he was often seen sitting alone on the bench of the Inspectorate thinking.
The members of the Inspectorate waited for Yan Junxun to answer, but Yan Junxun had already fallen into his own thoughts and had no intention of speaking again. He doesn't seem to know much about observing the atmosphere, nor is he sensitive to awkward atmospheres.
The members of the inspectorate were about to leave after saying something, when Jiang Lian, who was over there, just heard the sound and rushed over. He nodded to the members of the Inspectorate, and after the members of the Inspectorate retreated, he said, "Park Lin said your car hit the road, what's the matter?"
Yan Junxun took out the guide, turned on the light screen, called up the mite information given by Park Lin, pointed to one of the photos and said, "I met this person on the way."
Jiang Lian looked at the photo on the light screen and said, "This is the 'scalpel', the doctor of 'Mite'. What's wrong with this man?"
Yan Junxun may have seen the scalpel in the investigation room of Operation Mite, so he has an impression of the scalpel. "He ran off on a motorcycle," he said.
Yan Junxun couldn't tell, he didn't know why he wanted to chase after him.
Jiang Lian thought that Yan Junxun was worried about the scalpel escaping, so he explained: "He reported meritorious deeds during the operation and solved the key trouble for us, so he was released after the operation. You asked Park Lin to give you the information, He probably wouldn't be able to give you a detailed explanation on the phone. In short, don't worry, this person is fine. It's you, driving so fast in rainy days is too dangerous."
While Jiang Lian was talking, the towel and hot water that the accompanying detection system gave to Yan Junxun just arrived.
Yan Junxun took it and said, "Thank you." He took a sip of hot water to clear the bitter taste in his mouth, "I heard that the handover went well."
"You can say that," Jiang Lianqing couldn't help touching his chin and looked in the direction of Fu Yun in the distance, "The Guangtong commissioner who came to take over the task this time is called Fu Yun, Fu Chenghui's nephew, who lives in Guangtong. He is the director of the prison. He brought us the evaluation results of No. 01AE86 in the Guangtong prison. I looked at it and the overall evaluation was 'normal', but how can I put it..." Jiang Lian's expression is indescribable , "Jun Xun, the 'normal' number 01AE86 just shows that he is abnormal. I suspect this person is a time bomb and is very dangerous."
A dangerous person who lacks self-control can't be reformed after four years of imprisonment. The more normal his "transcript" is, the more tricky it is.
Yan Junxun turned his eyes back to the escort car, and intuitively told him that the number 01AE86 was staring here. He was silent for a moment, ruffled his hair with a towel, and said, "I want to see him."
"It's really rare," Jiang Lian was slightly surprised, "you actually work so proactively."
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There are no guards inside the escort vehicle, which is supervised by the system. Its door cannot be opened from the outside under normal circumstances, and it must be checked and confirmed by the system before it can be opened.
Yan Junxun covered his head with a towel and turned around during the system inspection.
"Mr. Yan," the system said softly, "please leave your thorn and lighter to us for safekeeping."
Yan Junxun took out the lighter, and when he handed it over to the mechanical arm of the system, he asked, "Have you also checked the serial number 01AE86?"
"Of course, this is a necessary procedure," the system said. "We will not give number 01AE86 the opportunity to harm others."
Yan Junxun also took out the lollipop in his pocket and asked earnestly, "Do you want to pay this too?"
"There's no need for this," the system camera moved slightly, as if being amused by Yan Junxun, "I wish you a happy communication."
Yan Junxun bent down slightly and got into the carriage of the escort car. The interior of the car is actually not big, but a steel lattice baffle is set up, and the opening speed is very slow. Yan Jun looked to both sides and found that the layout of the outside was unobstructed.
The escort car did not block the view of No. 01AE86.
Yan Junxun heard the gentle electric sound of the bondage lock while thinking, and he looked over quickly.
Inside the steel lattice baffles are sunken back chairs, and system surveillance cameras are arranged neatly on both sides, and they are responsible for recording all expressions of number 01AE86. Behind the back chair are countless displays, all of which are monitoring details of every angle of the number 01AE86. There is an electronic timer ringing in the car, and the timing speed fits the heartbeat of No. 01AE86.
No. 01AE86 seems to be sleeping, his lowered head hides his face in the shadows, not letting Yan Junxun see the whole picture. The car was not bright enough, which made Yan Junxun's shadow run to the foot of number 01AE86.
The electronic timer "di-" stuck to the whole hour, and the rain outside the car instantly fell heavily.
Yan Junxun's eyelids jumped up, and in the next moment, it collided with the sight number 01AE86. He clenched the towel over his head, letting his hair cover some of his eyes, feeling a chill.
Yan Jun felt intuition and wanted to retreat.
He felt himself being bitten, and his breathing became heavier.
"Don't step back." Shi Shanyan narrowed one eye slightly, like a dozing lion, with the danger of waking up. He was wearing restraint locks on his wrists, but his arms were separated by the back chair, causing the electric current of the restraint locks to keep rattling. He said, "Hello... little genius."
His voice was low, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
The alarm sounded in Yan Junxun's head because of this sentence, but he didn't show any expression and replied stiffly: "Hello, number 01AE86."
"Ah..." The corners of Shi Shanyan's lips rose because of Yan Junxun's gaze, and he couldn't stop. "Please say 'hello' to me again. We have to say hello to prove that you and I are good children."
"Good boy," Yan Junxun's eyes fell on Shi Shanyan's fingers, "You are the sniper of the Black Panther."
"I'm a prisoner of the Black Panther," Shi Shanyan moved his fingers, "I'm ready for your orders at any time."
"You are Qu Cai when you arrive at the berthing area," Yan Junxun said with the same expression, "Black Panther should invest you in building a greater alliance."
"You can call Fu Chenghui and have a good talk with him." Shi Shanyan wanted to get closer to Yan Junxun, so he leaned forward a little and moved the tip of his nose slightly, "You are smoking the local cigarette in the berthing area, an old man the taste of."
He was unhappy with the smell.
"You shook hands with Fu Yun, but Fu Yun doesn't smoke this kind of cigarette," Shi Shanyan's eyes became deep, "You said hello to other men before you came here."
Yan Junxun tore off the towel, surprised by Shi Shanyan's sense of smell.
As Shi Shanyan got closer, his face gradually emerged from the darkness, and the shadow made his eyes look dark, with no obvious emotion in them. His voice suddenly became very light, but it made Yan Jun Xunhan's hair stand upright: "What are you doing, holding hands?"
"I-"
Before Yan Junxun finished speaking, his wrist was suddenly held, and the strength was astonishing.
The current sound of the restraint lock was "stinging", but Shi Shanyan couldn't feel the pain. His fingertips pressed against Yan Junxun's inner wrist, and under the double pressure of the restraint lock and the back chair, he steadily pulled Yan Junxun's hand towards him.
Hold!
Yan Junxun slammed his other hand on the inner wall of the carriage, where there was an alarm. But there seems to be something wrong with the system, and the alarm doesn't go off. The electronic timing sound in the compartment accelerated, and the escort car started suddenly.
The accompanying detection system did not issue a warning, and it was the gunmen near the escort who first noticed the abnormality. He walked towards the escort car and asked loudly, "What's going on?"
The system was silent for nearly five seconds, and said in the gentlest tone, "Please don't approach the escort car."
The gunman stopped, and before he could ask the next sentence, he saw the escort car rush out with a humming sound, directly hitting the barricade ahead.
"Fuck," Fu Yun just finished saying "goodbye" to Jiang Lian, when he saw the escort car swaying towards the main road, he immediately drew his gun, knocked Jiang Lian away and chased out, shooting at the escort car while running, shouting , "Stop the car, don't let the number 01AE86 run away!"
In the car, Yan Junxun slammed into the steel grille under the impact of the sharp turn, his wrist was still held by Shi Shanyan, and he subconsciously touched the side of his leg.
The stab was confiscated on entry!
"Call the Inspectorate," Yan Junxun rudely smashed the guide device that fell out, and said quickly, "Tell the number 7-006 immediately and let him start the positioning chase—"
The escort car turned sharply and threw the guide to the rear of the car. The top two-layer steel lattice baffle was activated, crushing the guide when it descended.
"Fuck!" Yan Junxun confirmed.
The system is intentional!
Shi Shanyan's restraint lock was unlocked with a "click", and he dragged Yan Junxun towards him. After Yan Junxun approached Shi Shanyan, he hit Shi Shanyan's head with his free elbow. Shi Shanyan split his hand to block and held Yan Junxun's arm. Yan Junxun raised his head and slammed his head into Shi Shanyan's forehead, taking advantage of the gap between the two of them dizzy and gasping at the same time, withdrew the pinned arm, and then smashed to Shi Shanyan's side face.
"Don't fight." The system's voice discouraged him from the side, but unfortunately no one listened to it. It sighed and said again, "Please don't fight again."
Shi Shanyan touched him, the tip of his tongue pressed against his side mouth, and took the opportunity to hold Yan Junxun's wrist. When Yan Junxun wanted to raise his leg, he retracted his leg and sandwiched Yan Junxun in the middle. The escort car slammed again, throwing the two of them to the ground.
Yan Junxun couldn't move, his wrist suddenly became hot, and the restraint lock was placed on his wrist with a crisp "click" sound! His head was raised by Shi Shanyan, and the two were close to kissing.
"Come to me at the first time," Shi Shanyan's restraint was as thin as paper, and uncontrollable jealousy boiled underneath, "Otherwise I'll kill you."
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